PLEASE DONT BE BACK!


I had this dream where I had been writing erotica, and I heard GF start moaning over my music.

She started to scream “oh god! Oh god!”

I never woke up so fast in a panic! Please don’t be back!

It was quiet! Jordan wasn’t making any sounds!

Oh my lanta!  That was a nightmare!

11 thoughts on “PLEASE DONT BE BACK!

    1. Ha ha
      Well when Jordan first in moved 2 years ago, he used to have sex marathons all the time. All day. In the bedroom, in the kitchen, in the shower. But neighbors across the hall were complaining because GF was so loud.
      I was like bitch please. The only way you could hear her if you were standing there with their ears pressed against the door.
      Now she is gone and I’m torturing him by being loud. Telling him how wet I am, how many fingers I take etc

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      1. When you are nice and wet with fantasies running wild, how many fingers do you like… This is a sexy visual of woman pleasing herself, love it! 🙂

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      2. when i fantasize i like to stroke my clit slowly, rub it. then slowly slide one finger in my pussy. then another. i am so tight i can only fit two. i really cum hard if i rub my clit too.

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      3. Mmmm, this is sexy…slipping two fingers into your tight little pussy🔥 Hot thoughts of a hard cock opening your tight pussy wider and deeper as you run your clit… MmmmHmmm🔥🔥

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      4. Oh my god I’m reading this on my break! And it got me so wet, reading it! Imagining cumming all over your fingers and then your cock!

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      5. My ass is tight and snug around your meat, your cock is thick and pulsing, my pussy is dripping wet at the thought of your cock filling me, stretching me

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      6. Sexy visual…on your hands and knees with ass arched and waiting. My hands palm your ass as I slowly ease my long, thick cock into your tight ass… Below, silky strands of your arousal drip from your pussy onto the sheet… Inch by inch, I sink deep inside you until the full measure of my manhood is buried deep in tight ass as my balls press against your pussy and clit…

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